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Grey: Secret Of The Grey Wolf

Chapter 2 2

Word Count: 2852    |    Released on: 02/11/2022

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y, ever since I left her house I haven't been able to get her out of my head. I don't understand why I feel this way all of a sudden. She floods my brain without even trying to an

see her again, without wanting to talk to her again. I stop drawing and I sigh, I look around my room and at the bookshelf, she has read s

had. It was hard to break things off with Katherine but I had to do it for her sake and mine. I saw an opportunity at love and I ran away from i

mans it wasn't until werewolf hunters began to raid our home that we d

rning into beasts in town and be walking around the str

end time with my parents and my brother for a few days then I leave

lationship because little did people know that we weren't really in love with eac

hadn't spoken or looked at me since then. The easy-going and party-loving Katherine was gone and wa

ne he doesn't wait for anyone to invite him in he just invites himself in. Right now he's wearing a grey hoodie, grey sweatpants, and flip flops, his red hair is w

say so and he still insisted that he was. He was telling the truth because when he was sixteen he had a crush on Penny Lockhart, she was pretty, Tye thought so

g with him is that he bottles up his feelings, he acts like he doesn't

date him but he keeps rejecting them, he hasn't looked at any of the hot girls at all, not even Blair S

him and he catches it. Ugh, werewolf reflexes. I miss the days when werewolf puberty

you to come down for breakfast." He's looking at the drawing I did of

bartender. It seemed like they knew each other, but woul

asks while admiring t

a mod

are you in love with

ng him aside. I walk ahead and he lea

job that pays well. My Dad has been the alpha since he was nineteen and when his parents died he had to t

n't like those insisting fathers who force their kids to do what they want. My dad has always encouraged us to

to be happy, with a werewolf, not a human. That's one thing my parents won't support me for, dating a human or even marrying a human is taboo. A law against nature, they

ere having a conversation, they're always talking to e

e looks like the younger version of him. My parents have been married for twenty-six years and they've been stronger than ever. This is something I wish to have someday, their relationship is beau

puts coffee in his favorite mug mom got for him which

x with a huma

o him and Ty

oast bread in my mouth and I avoid their eyes, I catch my brother staring at me, he

," Mom says and she's smiling at me. "Tye here has bee

one puts that fake smile of his on his f

being alpha of the pack, " dad says to b

lifornia and Tye is a dance instructor who teaches amateurs how to dance. I kinda wish he'd

," I

good,

his hands. "The of

asks then I watch her put bacon

nd they pay for it. They've bought my paintings mostly whi

onardo DiCaprio, or Angelina Jolie. I never knew all I know is that a celebrity's agent walked into my gallery and got one of my best pieces. A pain

ide of me. She doesn't have to know that, it's not like we're going to get married or anything. I'll try my

r everything. We've been doing that since we were puppies, well I'm the one who spills my secrets out, each time I have t

H

riters. They've been so positive and helpful really. I met them at the beginning of the year when I came to

eless. She was pretty, black short hair, caramel skin, nice full lips, and her eyelashes were long, natural and her

d she had that wide smile on, her perfec

uessing you'

fant

hook hands and

er based on the genre we write and no

't weird at all

let's start this agai

riend, someone I could relate to. We both wrote in different genres but we were

ter and we also talk about our favorite books and authors. We start at twelve pm." I didn't know that a writing club was what I wanted, I didn't think I'd have the time to writ

h I'd love

le to keep in touch." A start of a new friendship. I wasn't good at making friends because I was always focused on my work and I l

fine as hell. I was relieved to see there were no men here, at least if

autiful ladies who loved to talk about our favorite books and rant about how JK Rowling is a bitch for her tra

s no room for jealousy or spite because as women who moan over hot fictional characte

accepted her work. Of course, her work got rejected four times and she didn't stop, maybe I should have learne

books the same way because of JK's insensitive tweets. She sold her books to a l

already feels like she was

nd turn to look at them, they're at our usual table, a

friends love. I love coffee with lots of sugar and cream. My mom has always told me to stop ta

my coffee and head toward the girls.

y are green. He has brown skin and I love

black pants, and blue sneakers. He looks like a lady'

op laughing when they see me.

They say i

st member Christian Joshua," Cindy says

ake hands and I'm putting on a fake smile. T

w I'm screaming inside. Why is this man in our club

n bette

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